Ultimate Move, Purple Thunder World Destruction

"What, what is going on? Such a powerful binding force!"

The moment the cyan spear tip entered his vision, Alfred reacted abruptly. However, along with the cyan halo came a powerful binding force. Alfred desperately mobilized his Divine Power into his right hand, only just managing to block it in front of his brow at the very last moment.

"Boom!"

Pale cyan Divine Power erupted at the spear tip. Alfred's right hand was instantly pierced, blood streaming down as the long spear thrust further forward.

"Damn it, break for me!"

Alfred's entire body's Divine Power erupted at once. His long hair splayed out, each strand flickering with electric light. Purple lightning emerged around his body, the binding force loosened instantly, and his body retreated rapidly toward the rear.

"Sizzle~"

Purple light shimmered. As Alfred's body retreated explosively, the calm and collected look on his face had vanished. A large, blood-red hole appeared on his palm, and purple Divine Power surged to repair the wound.

"This? How is this possible? Lord Prefect was actually injured in a single exchange?" In the crowd of onlookers, someone couldn't help but exclaim aloud.

"The weapon in Lord Ren's hand seems different, and that attack just now..."

"Lord Ren must have been hiding his strength. Being able to witness a true Asura battle in my lifetime, it was worth it!"

Noisy voices rose from all directions. Even from thousands of miles away, it could be clearly felt, but Alfred ignored these people, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity as he spoke:

"You hid yourself so well! I truly never imagined that a Seven-Star Iceblood Fiend, who has been famous for tens of millions of years relying on the Water Law, would actually have a strongest Divine Clone with the strength of an Asura who practices the Wind Law."

Alfred's figure stopped in mid-air a thousand meters away from Ren. His eyes, radiating purple electric light, revealed complex emotions as he stared fixedly at Ren.

"Hiding a portion of one's strength is not a strange thing. I believe you, Lord Prefect, also have your own trump cards."

Ren held the cyan long spear in his right hand, his eyes emitting wisps of cyan light, and he spoke in a calm tone.

"You are right. I did underestimate you. No wonder you dared to come straight for me!"

In an instant, everything clicked in Alfred's mind. Ren was never a battle-crazed maniac; he had simply molded himself into one to make Alfred lower his guard.

After taking a deep breath, Alfred suddenly raised his hand, and a two-meter-long battle blade appeared out of thin air in his grasp. The blade was pale blue throughout, and its edge emitted a cyan-purple sharpness.

"Sizzle~"

Purple ripples radiated from Alfred as the core, spreading out a hundred meters into the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a spherical space.

Streaks of tiny purple lightning flashed back and forth within the space, as if a torrential rainstorm were pouring down, shrouding the purple space within a rain of lightning.

Purple Thunder Space: placing himself at the core, allowing lightning elements to transform into small currents that radiate into the void, forming a combat space that belonged solely to him.

"Now, the battle has only just begun!"

After Alfred finished speaking, his body suddenly flew up at high speed. In the blink of an eye, he had surged a thousand meters into the air. A massive amount of lightning condensed out of thin air, countless electric snakes coiled together, and the dazzling electric light illuminated the entire sky for a moment.

The large number of electric snakes changed direction, suddenly converging at a single point. A hundred-meter-long streak of lightning light swept out from the edge of the battle blade.

This was a lightning blade strike, carrying endless thunderous power, slashing down toward the ground. The center of the target was none other than Ren.

"Sizzle~"

Ren's eyes flickered slightly, his expression unchanged. Cyan air currents instantly swirled around his body, condensing into a cyan glow in the blink of an eye. It flowed along the long spear, and the surrounding space emitted bursts of roaring sounds.

"Roar!"

As Ren thrust his spear out, a cyan halo erupted from the tip, instantly transforming into a giant cyan dragon that roared as it charged toward the myriad bolts of thunder.

"Boom!"

The lightning-infused blade strike collided with the giant cyan dragon. After a roar at the point of impact, a massive spatial rift appeared, through which one could vaguely see the colorful Spatial Turbulence.

Under the impact of the two energies, the dragon's body shrank rapidly, and the blade strike also began to diminish instantly. After piercing through the dragon's body, it transformed into a tiny, fist-sized lightning blade that thrust toward Ren. Subsequently, the giant cyan dragon let out a low roar, and two translucent sword shadows suddenly flowed from its ice-blue eyes, flying rapidly toward Alfred.

The sword shadows rushed toward Alfred at an incredibly eerie speed, entering the Purple Thunder Space in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph!"

Alfred merely let out a soft cold snort. Within the spherical space condensed from purple Divine Power, countless golden lightning filaments suddenly appeared, instantly devouring the two sword shadows.

"Swish!"

Ren raised his right arm, the spear shadow sliding. A halo flickered at the spear tip, and the purple light blade was instantly blocked by the cyan Divine Power before slowly dissipating.

"As expected of someone who practices the Wind Law Profound Mysteries, your material attack is on par with mine." Alfred's expression shifted slightly, and he pondered inwardly.

Although the exchange just now could only be considered a probe, and both sides still had unused trump cards, that single move was enough to explain a lot. At the very least, Ren's overall material attack was not much worse than his own.

"Since that's the case, let me see how your speed is!" A cold light flashed in Alfred's eyes. His figure moved slightly, his entire person becoming illusory, and he instantly transformed into an afterimage, disappearing from his original spot.

"When it comes to speed, I won't fear anyone." Seeing this, Ren's cyan Divine Power erupted instantly, transforming into a streak of light as he charged toward the high sky.

The people outside the arena couldn't see the two figures at all; they could only vaguely sense a purple streak of light and a cyan streak of light intersecting, colliding constantly, with the sound of spatial tremors echoing from time to time.

"This Ren, he is actually this powerful?"

In the crowd, the bald Emmanuel, dressed in red robes, had a face ashen and dark, as if it were gloomy enough to drip water.

For today's battle, he had originally thought Ren would surely die, so he had come with a casual attitude. But the moment Ren's Wind Divine Clone appeared, it instantly changed the situation, and the battle with the Prefect had entered a white-hot, evenly matched state.

"Regardless of whether you win or lose, for 'offending' my Four Divine Beasts Clan, the clan will definitely kill you!" Emmanuel gritted his teeth, his heart burning with rage. As someone who also possessed a Wind Divine Clone, seeing Ren's strength, he couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy, wishing he could kill Ren immediately.

However, as someone with self-awareness regarding his own strength, Emmanuel very sensibly changed "I will kill you" to "the clan will kill you."

Emmanuel's thoughts could not influence the two fighting in the sky. After the two streaks of light collided once more, they separated rapidly, and their figures condensed once again.

"You really are an unexpected fellow, Ren. Since that's the case, out of respect, I will let you die under my strongest attack!"

Alfred's body was covered in golden lightning, and his purple robes emitted a sizzling sound, as if they would shatter at any moment.